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Show LEHI FREE PRESS. LEHL UTAH JIILMru: bSylvia Taylor THE STOKY SO la leee with handsome aicat due Karl Miller, employer, Jeaa Lelud, eecretair, refute te lisiea (e ker elder sister, Sybil, with whom eke there aa apartmeai, er le Paal Shermaa, bia maaacer. Karl married lor IcIU ker they caaaot k aseaths aad eeads ker ea mysttrloes tripe with letters. Be shoots his aess partner, Eric Strom, la Joaa's presence, tbea tricks ker Into potUa ker ea the (aa. Be tkea threatiai ens ker aritk a murder ckarie, aaleu ake remains silent aad coatioaes te work lor aim. Be also admit be is a Geraaa eitixen, part af a spy riai aad that be has a wife la Cermaay. Paul ghermaa reveals to Joaa ke Is aa FBI stent, to trap the aijher-p- s workinc aader-eeve- r la a spy riot and asks ker kelp. She a trees aad whea Sybil Is found missies they saspeet she Is being held as a hostage. Later police find her clothes aad a suicide Bote near a bridge. Karl hires a new beautiful girl singer, sad Joaa la dligasted with herself whea she tees the aea girl falling for the same game. She visits Mrs. Murdoch, proprietor of the beauty shop where Sybil got h Job through Karl's Influence. Mow continue with the story. H kr ffl 1 I I'f 3 'mmm i pill, i ill bv. V. ' ft I'll' 01 f A tSjjr JJ"y'- j y& .. V HfWit?V5 4i I 2S49 contains accurate patw. Sewiaf Clrele Needletralt Dept. 5lL - Qarence Have you anything special on this evening? Jane Goodness! Can't you see I f Pattern ."', V-- V Addres " ;A. cLjMlL g uHl SB! 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I thought I'd have a cup of coffee before I went to the club. I'm too nervous to eat. This , is my first night, you know." As Joan watched Pat sipping her she had an idea. Perhaps coffee, ' she should have asked Paul first, but there was no time for that, so .on the strength of her impulse she said, "Where are you staying?" Pat smiled. "At the Y.W.C.A. I f didn't have much money." "How would you like to share my . t ' , ; . , f f ) apartment?" "Oh, I'd love to! And," she added X . ' childishly, "I'll have plenty of mon-- f ey now. Mr. Miller is paying me fifty dollars a week." "Yes, I know," Joan said, think-- -. ing how furious Karl would be when he found out that his new discovery was living with his secretary. But this arrangement might permit Joan to keep an eye on Patricia. Perhaps , she could warn her against becom-- . , .. ing too involved with Karl. Paul did not make an appearance for two days during which time Pat was installed in Joan's ' Joan's heart ached to see apartment. her in Sybil's place, yet the girl would be a ' comfort to her. It would take her mind off her own troubles. It was almost one o'clock in the morning when Pat and Joan arrived at the apartment. Karl had driven '' them from the club. He made no comment upon the arrangement, though Joan could see that he was not pleased. ' , . "Karl," Pat confided later, "is the most wonderful man I've ever met He's different from other, men. There's something about him "Don't you think he's a little old for you?" Joan asked, remembering that Sybil once had said the same thing to her. "Old?" Pat's delicate eyebrows shot up. "Oh, older men are so much more interesting. Don't you think so?" Joan sighed. What could she do to save this girl? She was sure that Pat Hines had never sung in a night club before. She was not a professional and sooner or later ehe would find herself involved too deeply to get out.When the doorbell rang both girls were in bed. Joan switched on the light and, fastening a robe about her, went into the living room, calling, "Who's there?" It was Paul. "Let me in, Joan! Quick." Joan unlocked the door. Paul stepped in and demanded, "Where is she?" v But Pat had already risen and w.as standing in the bedroom door. When she saw Paul, she gave a little cry, "Paul!" and the color drained from her face. ..." . -- ' ' f V - wide-eye- d e e e Paul looked angry. "What in the world are you doing here, Pat?" The three of them stood in the liv" at one another. Joan switched m the lights, reveal ing the strain on each face. "What is it, Paul?" she asked. "Pat happens to be my sister.' "But she told me her name was Hines!" Joan cried. "She said she lived in Los Angeles. Paul laughed shortly. "Her name is Patricia O'Malley and she's from Brooklyn, New York. How she ever got to California I wouldn't know She's seventeen and she has never sung in a night club or anywhere else in public in her life." Pat took his arm and looked pleadingly into his face. "Oh Paul, I've always wanted to sing. I wanted to have an exciting life, something different! I ran away from home, but I wrote to mother last night and told her that I was safe and had a good Job. And now that you're in San Francisco she won't worry about me." She paused and ing room staring she saw Paul, she gave a little cry, "Paul!" and the eolor looked from Paul to Joaa. "BV the way, what are you doing here? I thought you were in Washington." I am Paul s face was serious. not working for the government any longer," he said, with a warning glance at Joan.' "I am Karl Miller's manager." "Why, Paul O'Malley!" As Joan and Paul exchanged glances, she realized that Pat must be told something about this strange situation. Paul was speaking nervously. "Listen carefully, Pat! You know when I worked for the government, there were a lot of people who had reason to dislike me." Pat's brown eyes, so like her brother's, widened, as she asked, "Well?" "So I'm using another name. I am known here as Paul Sherman." Pat shrugged. "You're a fine one to scold me," she said crossly. "Go to bed," Paul ordered. "I want to talk to Joan." Reluctantly Patricia obeyed, clos ing the bedroom door behind her. Obviously she had no idea of the havoc her appearance had caused. Paul spoke in a low, distressed voice. "This is a fine mess." ' "Can't you make her go home?" "She wouldn't do it. We O'Mal- leys are like that. Besides, she'd tell Karl and the whole game would be up. My job has to come first. This business is more importan- teven than my own sister." Joan put a gentle hand upon his arm. "I know how you feel," she comforted. "But since Pat is living with me, I may be able to protect her." "We must get this business fin ished up quickly before Karl has a chance to pull anything." "Then we won't tell Pat any "I "How's your better half this morning, old man?" "Better half? What do you mean was on my way back to work that?" when I saw him standing in front by your wife, of course. "Why, a was He of shop with this woman. "Huh! She's not my better half: smiling and holding her hand." she's the whole thing." "Young or old?" Paul asked care lessly. , HALF AND HALF She was about Karl's age. Rath er with black hair. She wore beautiful furs. Karl was smiling at her Joan drew in her breath. Mrs. hard-lookin- g, ..." Murdock! When Joan and Paul were driving back to the club, she asked, "Do you think it means anything? Karl and Mrs. Murdock?" "There's some connection. I've suspected it for some time. Look at this! He indicated a copy of the morning paper that lay on the seat beside him. "Mysterious explosion in aviation plant," Joan read. "And there's more to it than that," Paul went on. I have just learned that the plans for a new bombing plane for the government have been stolen. Last night Karl sent a telegram to a hotel in that same city. He used another name. The telegram in itself was innocent enough. Probably in code. I feel sure he's connected with the stolen plans; also this Murdock woman. The fact that Pat saw them together and that they were so obvi ously pleased about something might be an indication of it. In the office, Joan watched Karl carefully, but she could learn nothing from his attitude except that he seemed extraordinarily cheerful. She had noticed that Karl seemed to delight in trying to make her jealous of Pat. It was surprising how little she Pattern No. color print with your plain material, Millwheel will turn out handsomely. It's one of those WHATEVER you quilts that wins prizes! 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Bobby Gee! What team did he play on, teacher? EAT 'EM ALIVE cared. Sybil's disappearance had wiped out all romantic illusions. Life was a serious struggle, not a romantic dream. Every minute Sybthing?" "No! And tomorrow I want you to il's life was in danger. Every move make it plain that she is not to re Karl made might prove to be a clue veal my identity. She must under to her sister's whereabouts. stand that it is very necessary for Joan worked feverishly through me to use another name." out the evening. When Paul Sher Joan was more convinced than man came in suddenly a few min"My dear, I wish you would go ever of Karl's power by the many utes later, she was so startled that get yourself ready for dinner becomplications which seemed to be she half rose, from her chair. fore the company arrives." He shut the door noiselessly be closing in about them. "My gosh! Are they cannibals?" "I'm afraid, Paul! This can't end hind him. "What time will you be . . except with more trouble." LAZY DAZY ready to leave?" "You're right, Joan. We've got "In about ' an hour." Her tone to be very careful, but I think the matched his own. She knew that whole thing's going to blow up soon. something had happened. So be on your guard." "I'll be back for you then." He "Do you know anything?" Joan came quite close and said with a pleaded. grim smile, "Tonight's the night! "Can't say yet," Paul said abrupt We're going to raid the beauty ly. shop. e e e Two weeks passed. Fearful weeks of watching and waiting for Joan It was five minutes after twelve and Paul. Happy weeks for Pat when Paul returned to Karl's of"Has he an interest in the busiwho bloomed under the influence fice for Joan. She was ready, of her romance with Karl Miller. A standing by the door in her hat and ness?" romance which it seemed impossible coat. "Karl has taken Pat dancing," "No; only a mild curiosity." to stop. Pat would not listen to any- he said. "I followed Mrs. Murdock NOT FUNNY thing against Karl. She sang his home, so she's out of the way. We praises day and night, yet so far as should be able to find out someJoan could discover Karl had not thing." used her services in connection with When he finally parked in an althe spy ring. And Pat had accepted ley near the beauty shop, the street their explanation about her broth- was deserted and no one saw them er's identity and promised not to as they walked swiftly. reveal it, even to Karl "How will we get in?" Joan inThen one day in an quired as they reached the door. unexpected clue came. Paul had ar"That is simple enough," Paul rived at the apartment to drive said, taking a key from his pocket Joan to work. Pat had just risen and opening the door. "And so you were married?" and was eating her breakfast in the His flashlight made a for "I told you I was going to be." kitchen. Her brown eyes were cloud- them through the front of path the shop "But I thought it was a joke." ed. She had scarcely spoken to Joan. down the hall to Mrs. Murdock's "It isn't." "Something is wrong with Pat," private office. Paul opened the door Joan confided to Paul. "Maybe you softly. NO CENTS can una out what it is." He tapped the walls softly. "There Paul went into the kitchen. "Hel is probably another room opening lo, youngster, how's everything?". off this one." His fingers beat a tatPat said briefly. "Fine," too against the wood as he moved "Look here, honey, if something is slowly around the wall. "There it troubling you, why not tell me?" is!" he said, quietly, and even Joan "Because you can't help me no could detect a hollow sound as his one can." knuckles rapped on the panel. Joan stood in the doorway reShe stood close behind him, ap''The man I married didn't, havs garding her with pity. "Maybe I prehensive as his hands silently ex' ; ; a dollar." could, if you would trust me." it. "There should be a butplored Pat was silent for a moment, then ton here," he said, frowning, "Nor any sense, either, I imagshe Durst out, "It's Karl!" "Wait here it is." A of cas- ine." "Karl? What about him?" Paul ing slid from its place,piece revealing a demanded. HIS FORMULA small iron switch. At the pressure "I'm in love with him," Pat con of Paul's finger the panel began to fessed. ,' swing aside. There were tears in Joan's eyes Joan gasped as she watched it She could not bear the pain in this move, with its strange grating noise. girl'a face. She knew only too well It swung around to reveal a small what tier young heart was suffering. room enveloped in darkness. "iasi night, rat continued, Paul's flashlight played into the saw him with another woman." dark. "There doesn't seem to be Joan smiled with relief, but Paul any light switch in here . . . Wait a "What is necessary to success?" inquired, "What did she look like? minute! Here's a lamp." 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